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Thursday, March 09, 2006

the cat who came before

it's me, bat. mommy says before i tell you about me, i should tell you about the cat who came before.

exactly a year ago today, mommy had to help the cat who came before me & bandit cross the bridge. he was her very bestest friend for seven years. he was a very special cat. for the last year he was with mommy he was a sugar cat. that means he had somfin called diabetes. he had to get shots twice every day, and in between had to get his ear poked, too, so mommy could check his blood to make sure his medicine was working. he sure didn't like to get his ear poked, mommy says, but he was very very good for his shots. mommy says i look just like scruffy, 'xcept my head is smaller, and he had a dirty spot next to his nose and a torn ear from before he came to live with mommy. anyway, scruffy got very sick after he became a sugar cat with something mom calls dka. the first time, even though he was very very sick and mommy was very very scared, he got better. but he kept getting dka, and getting sicker and sicker. and even though it made mommy the saddest ever, mommy talked to the vet, where everybody knew him and loved on him, when he had to go the last time he got sick, and the vet talked to mommy about how sick scruffy was and how he might get better for a little while but would just keep getting sicker and sicker. mommy said that at the vet scruffy was in a big wire cage and she crawled in with him and closed the door and held scruffy and cried and cried telling him how much she loved him. the next morning, mommy's parents drove all the way to houston and they all went to the vet and said goodbye to scruffy. mommy held scruffy while the vet gave him a shot to make him go to sleep forever. then mommy's dad dug a hole in the backyard of our house, and they put scruffy in there and covered him up and said a prayer and nice things about him.

mommy tells us about scruffy a lot, and sometimes, when she's really tired or sad, she forgets and calls me scruffy. but that's okay. bandit and i try to cheer her up and tell her we love her. and i don't mind if she sometimes calls me by his name, because she loved him very much.

6 Comments:

Blogger Patches & Mittens said...

Scruffy is up in the daisies playing with all the other kitties at Rainbow Bridge. I heard they get all the treats they want!

3/11/2006 12:14 PM  
Blogger Derby said...

Hi Bat and Bandit. Welcome to the blogging cat community. I saw Bat on the Attack of the Tabbies site. My mum new a another cat called Bandit many years ago.

Stop by my blog when you get time.

3/11/2006 12:51 PM  
Blogger Victor Tabbycat said...

Hi, Bat and Bandit. We also followed Bat from Attack of the Tabbies. Know what? The cat who came before us was also named Scruffy. She was a sweet little tuxie who had to go to the bridge cuz she had toomers in her tummy. But now Mom has us! I likes your pictor. I keep telling Bonnie other kitties get along. Welcome to blogging!

3/12/2006 2:46 PM  
Blogger Petey said...

We had a cat who came before us. He was so special that it takes two of us to make up for the loss of him. The mom says she will tell his story soon.

3/15/2006 12:02 AM  
Blogger Petey said...

Also we will add you to our links when we update.

3/15/2006 12:03 AM  
Blogger Eponine's Cowboy said...

I know that you know how badly I want a new little monster. But somehow, I read stories about Scruffy and others and just get petrified.

Losing my Eponine was never a thought. I just never thought it could happen. It is so hard now to enter a new relationship knowing they might leave me.

You and others like you that provided so much care and love truly are angels. I feel all I gave Ep was a home and food. She was the one doing all the caring for me.

Thanks for sharing about Scruffy. I know he is missed. Maybe he's sharing a treat with Eppy right now.

3/23/2006 9:26 PM  

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